Ninth Words

sâmbătă, 29 decembrie 2012

Nao-kun

While
walking at quite a fast pace, her eyes trailed to their tangled hands. It felt
strange, like energy from his body was slowly sipping into hers. Also, his hand
was warm and seemed to fit hers perfectly.

"So
strange" She whispered, trying not to get his attention. Unfortunately,
the man had good hearing and so he stopped. She didn't quite know why, since it
seemed nothing looked the same as she remembered. There were more clowns and
definitely more children.

"This
is the place I like to come to,” He raised his head a little, letting the wind
go through his short messy hair, and smiled softly.

Her
eyes trailed from him to the scenery. There were a few small shops which gave
street food and drinks; there were a few children around two clowns who were
trying to be funny and creative; the wind blew and so, it took one of the many
balloons into the sky. It looked beautiful and somehow taken from a movie. She
got entranced by the view and forgot completely about the one who got her
there.

"Oi!"

He
exclaimed when he saw her walking towards one of the street shops. She didn't
turn nor react in any way so instead of trying to get her back, he let her lead
the way.

Her
smile was contagious. Just at the view of a few women making sushi on the spot,
made her eyes sparkle and she licked her lips. The photographer chuckled amusedly
and took a picture of both the working women and the excited customer.

"So
you like it?" He asked when they both got back on wandering around. She
nodded and took a bite of her newly bought sushi. He laughed softly and both
walked in silence.

Out
of nowhere, one of the clowns looked intently at them and grabbed the artist
with him. He was perplexed by the action while she started to laugh loudly.

"Are
you scared?" She asked, going closer to the two.

He
couldn't respond because the clown pulled him closer and started to make signs
towards the watching children. They started to laugh when he made a funny face
but the photographer wasn't amused yet.

"Come on-" She stopped. She
completely forgot to ask his name. Her lips formed a thin line and she started
to think how she got somewhat kidnapped by that mysterious guy.

The
clown told the still unnamed man to take hold of a box since he was tired and
it was too heavy. He did so. At one point, the box started to shake. When it
finally stopped, it was too strange and he back off. At that time, the box
opened and a pie had been pushed into his face by a weird mechanism. He didn't
look too happy but she did. When he saw how hard she was laughing and how much
fun she was having, he let a small smile catch his lips too.

"That
was so funny!" She exclaimed when he got off the handmade stage. He still
had a few pieces of vanilla on his cheeks and nose, even though he did clean
up. Seeing how she was too amused, he took a piece from his cheek and placed it
on hers. She stopped and playfully glared at him. She hit him, which definitely
had some force because it hurt, and cleaned herself up.

"Where
should we go now...?" It was more of a question to himself but she
responded.

"I
have an idea" He looked at her and waited. "Why don't you tell me
your name first?" Her expression was funny. She had one eyebrow raised, her head
was tinted to the right and she was biting her lower lip in a weird way.

"Nao,"
He said while leaning down to her level. "My name is Nao" He was
ready to start walking again, leaving her behind.

"Doesn't
he want to know my name too?" She whispered to herself, a little confused
by his behaviour. Well, at least she knew how to call him and it was enough for
the moment.

"Where
to next, captain?" She asked in English, making a army sign. He smiled and
shrugged.

"Wherever"
She puffed her cheeks and nodded.

Wherever
they would end up, it was definitely going to be fun. She was sure about that.